Male god encounters scheming

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Cen Mo looked at the back of the policeman angrily: "Didn't you ask anything special?"

Zhou Han glanced at him: "Is there anything special I can ask, isn't there anything unusual about Di Xiaoguang recently, have you seen him these days, etc."

"Hey, didn't you ask me about it?"

Zhou Han: "Ask about your whereabouts in the last three days."

really.

Zhou Han: "Anyway, we are all together, doubting you is doubting me."

Cen Mo was stunned: "You didn't tell the police that way, did you?" Fuck, it's more explosive than me.

Zhou Han: ...

Zhou Han pondered: "Actually, the police shouldn't suspect you. Isn't Di Xiaoguang being taken care of by Lin Cong? If you want to talk about entanglements, Lin Cong is the deepest...Didn't you tell the police?"

Cen Mo: "Hey, they didn't ask again, so why should I say it. And Lin Cong's secrecy is so good, maybe he hasn't been found yet." However, he is indeed the most suspicious person.

Zhou Han reminded him: "And the phone call from that night..."

After a routine questioning by CG, the two policemen gave Cen Mo a business card and left.However, the disturbance made everyone feel a little bit like an enemy. Although Di Xiaoguang was not popular, he had no real enemies. It is really unexpected who would come to the door and hurt him like this.

Everyone was a little puzzled for a while.

Cen Mo was even more in a bad mood, who could cheer up these two policemen who regarded him as a suspect as soon as they came.

To make matters worse, within a few hours of the incident, inside information broke out on the Internet that Di Xiaoguang was fired by the competition organizing committee instead of automatically withdrawing from the competition.

This is not a good thing for CG and Di Xiaoguang.

A day later, Cen Mo met Di Xiaoguang's manager in the company.

He came to the company to talk about the next development conference.Those unbelievable speculations from the outside world are too numerous to ignore.

The organizing committee decided to hold a press conference with his agent to clarify the matter, so as not to go too far.

This nearly forty-year-old manager had collaborated with CG once or twice with the artists he brought over many years ago, which can be regarded as somewhat related.He quickly negotiated with the company about the press conference, and when he came out, he saw Cen Mo walking towards him, and he blinked unnaturally.

When the police asked him which of Di Xiaoguang's closest friends, he kept it from others, except Cen Mo.

……

Cen Mo took the initiative to say hello: "Are you here for a meeting?"

The manager smiled awkwardly: "Yes."

Cen Mo: "How did the police investigate that matter? Did they still look for you later?"

The agent shook his head: "No news."

Cen Mo: "How is Xiaoguang now?" In order to prevent the media from harassing patients in the hospital, all information about Di Xiaoguang's hospitalization has been blocked, and no one else has visited him for the time being.

The manager pursed his lips: "I'm still in a coma. But my complexion is better today..."

"Sigh." Cen Mo sighed, to be honest, if he and Zhou Han had called the police that night, perhaps Di Xiaoguang would not have made such a mess.

The manager comforted him and said, "You don't have to worry so much. The doctor said that Xiaoguang's life is not in danger now, it's just a brain problem and he just woke up so quickly."

Cen Mo nodded: "I hope so. But when exactly did Xiaoguang have an accident? He didn't come to the rehearsal for the last three days..."

The agent quickly told him: "The doctor judged that it was the night of the game."

Cen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't happen immediately after the phone call.

But he frowned again after thinking about it, no, something must have happened to him when he made that phone call, otherwise he wouldn't be crying like that...

Cen Mo lowered his head slightly and fell into deep thought.

"By the way," the manager slapped his head and said suddenly, "I remembered, I called him on the night of the game, and he answered it. But I think he probably picked up by accidentally pressing the keyboard Well, because he didn't speak from the beginning to the end, I only heard the sound of the game on the TV coming from inside, he should be watching TV in the living room at that time."

Cen Mo: "Watching TV in the living room?"

Agent: "Yes, there is a TV in the living room of his house. It is the TV bought at the auction. Xiaoguang likes it very much. He turns it on every day when he gets home..."

"You said he was watching the game?"

"Really? I think so, but the call hung up after five or six seconds. I'm not sure. I didn't think of this before when I was so busy."

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From chapter 34 onwards V, those who have seen it, don't buy it wrong!

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The following is a sharing of creative pictures. Although it is different from the works in the competition, you can imagine. [I don’t know if it can be displayed]

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Stamp nail art

gadgets made of water pipes

Duckling made of newspaper and wool

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53 The third round ([-]) when the water falls, the stone will come out

The words of Di Xiaoguang's agent can only explain two problems: first, there was someone in Di Xiaoguang's family on the night of the game, and it was very likely that he was not alone; second, he was watching the game with the TV on.

Then contacted the crying phone call the night before the game, and he had a rough guess in his heart.

This time, Cen Mo really regretted not telling the police about Lin Cong's existence earlier.

After returning home at night and taking a shower, he has been absent-mindedly rubbing the business card left by the police, until Zhou Han suddenly picked him up and threw him on the bed in the bedroom before he came back to his senses.

"Hey, what time is it?" He stood up and watched Zhou Han turn off the lights and close the door.It was already dead of night outside.

"Eleven. Go to bed."

"……Um."

It's so late, even if you want to call, you can only do it tomorrow morning.Cen Mo sighed, and lay back on the soft quilt. Fortunately, there was a familiar Zhou Han smell beside the pillow, which inexplicably made him feel at ease.

The bed next to her was sunken, and Zhou Han also came up.

There was silence for a while in the dark.

Cen Mo turned his head: "I want to tell the police tomorrow..."

Zhou Han: "...I'll accompany you."

"I just don't know if they will believe me when they doubt me..." Cen Mo paused, "Maybe it will have some bad influence on the competition, in case Lin Cong knows it's me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Han pressed down on him, and silently separated Cen Mo's two thighs.

Cen Mo twisted his butt: "Huh?"

Zhou Han's voice was hoarse and magnetic, he leaned over to gnaw on Cen Mo's neck, and breathed in his ear: "It's been a few days, is that okay?"

Cen Mo's eyes widened when he heard the words: "Now? No, I'm worrying... Hey!"

While speaking, he felt that □ had been pushed against a hard object, and was still gently rubbing against the soft entrance, as if he was ready to...

Cen Mo gasped in shock, his legs automatically and consciously hooked behind Zhou Han: "Tomorrow I want to see the police... Ah... Take it easy, um..."

……

After such a commotion, Cen Mo slept until noon the next day, and was still dazed for a while after waking up.Facts have proved that there is always a way for a good attacker to make himself feel better and not think too much.

After lunch, Cen Mo called the police according to the number on his business card, and told him about the call from Di Xiaoguang the night before the game and his suspicion of Lin Cong.

The policeman who answered the phone should be the milder one. This time he introduced himself and said his surname was Lin.

After listening to the situation provided by Cen Mo, police officer Lin did not reveal a tone of surprise.In fact, during the investigation a few days ago, Lin Cong's name had already appeared on their list.

"But even if you don't tell me, we want to ask you about the phone call today." Officer Lin said pointedly, "We want to learn more about the relationship between Di Xiaoguang and you."

Cen Mo: "The relationship with me?" Isn't it an artist of the same company, and it's not anymore.

Officer Lin: "We'll talk about it in detail when we meet. You don't come to the police station because your status is more sensitive now. Let's make an appointment. Where are you?"

Cen Mo: "..."

It seems that the clues are not what you want to provide, and you can provide them whenever you want.

Zhou Han accompanied Cen Mo to meet Police Officer Lin in a relatively quiet coffee shop.

He was accompanied by the stern-faced young policeman.

"This is my partner, Xiao Wu." Officer Lin introduced his companions to Cen Mo and Zhou Han, "We must have two policemen present at the same time to investigate the case. So please don't mind."

"Okay." Cen Mo sat down.

The police officers had arrived earlier than them, and four glasses of warm water had already been placed on the table.

Officer Lin: "Everyone's time is precious, so let's start. Cen Mo, please tell me what you said on the phone again."

Cen Mo picked up the warm water on the table, took a sip and put it back gently.

"Well...it was the night before the live broadcast of the game. I received a call from Di Xiaoguang before I went to bed..."

"About what time?" Xiao Wu interrupted him suddenly.

Cen Mo thought for a while: "It's about 12 o'clock. I usually go to bed at that time. There should be a record on my phone, and I'll dig it out for you to see later."

"Eleven forty. I checked the time at that time." Zhou Han said.

This sentence attracted the attention of the other three people, but he didn't seem to care at all.

Cen Mo continued: "Di Xiaoguang didn't speak, he kept crying on the phone. Ten minutes later, he said 'I'm fine' and hung up. So I didn't know what happened to him at the time."

Xiao Wu next to him wanted to interrupt again, but Cen Mo quickly said, "I'm sorry, it's just a call.